Totally loving these overalls by the CAMP collection. They even fit my 18 week bump, and i’ve always been a fan of a bump in overalls :)
So this weekend was kind of the best. Saturday I got to sneak away on a ‘mom’s retreat’ to the spa for some pampering and relaxation with 20 of the coolest girls. No husbands, no kids, no responsibilities other than fully embracing our independence for the day. It. was. amazing. If you know me, you know I am not a spa girl. Mostly because we are cheap (frugal might be nicer way of describing it), but also because I usually prefer to treat myself in other ways. But I really loved every minute of it. Connecting with other women on life, motherhood, struggles, dreams, balance, potty training, terrible two’s….and mostly, just laughing a whole lot. I got my second pedicure of my life, and my skin got it’s first shade of pink for the season. Out of the twenty women, I think more than half of us were pregnant. So we were really a site to be seen at the pool. I kept giggling just imagining what everyone else thought of us. I left dinner wondering why we don’t do something like this every month! I also left feeling really thankful that I had a wonderful husband and a sweet little girl to come home to. While getting away was so refreshing, at the end of the night I was excited to get back to the people who make my world go round.
Flynn Skye has recently become one of my favorite designers for her effortlessly cool LIVABLE pieces. Emphasizing livable because they are all so comfy and easy to throw on, made with beautiful fabrics and prints. I own a few of her rompers and dresses, and they are some of my favorite go-to pieces (perfect for summer). Flynn Skye was named after her free spirited daughter who helps inspire her collection each season.
17 weeks and I kind of look pregnant. Not according to any of my friends who all still laugh at the size of my belly. But I’m getting there. And definitely FEELING pregnant. I got to feel the baby move for the first time this week. I remembered those little goldfish flutters all too well. I think it’s my very favorite part of pregnancy, feeling the baby move inside of me. It’s pretty incredible actually, when I think about the way new life is created. What a miracle it is….all of it. I feel so blessed to be able to do this all over again, knowing full well what I will be gaining in the end. It makes all the sickness and aches and pains along the way worth it.
My friend Jen owns NENE Bags. I call her my friend, but really, we’ve never met. I’ve just followed her forever on instagram and I feel like she’s my friend (you know how it is). She’s cool and a mom and makes me want to have boys in the worst way ;) But on top of that, she owns her own business and makes some pretty rad bags and clutches. This one I have is a limited edition design she made out of vintage Levi’s denim jeans and I love it.
Lastly, here’s a cute spring shoe roundup from Seychelles. I’ve always loved their ankle boots, but I’ve been eyeing some of their new sandals for summer!
Sometimes, all you need is a good dress to make an outfit. Don’t you love when you can just throw on a hat and a dress and feel ‘put together’?! It’s always my go-to look when I’m in a hurry. Ace & Jig is still one of my favorite brands and lucky for me, Sam carries the line at his shop. I know I won’t be able to wear this dress much longer into my pregnancy, so I am getting as much use out of it now as I can. It’s perfect for Spring!
Well, Spring has officially arrived! Lilac’s are blooming everywhere around my neighborhood and the birds have moved in again to the big tree outside of my window. We are already talking Easter plans and Mother’s day getaway ideas and it’s hard to believe winter is already behind us. This weekend I even shopped for a new swimsuit, which I quickly realized was a terrible idea at 15 weeks pregnant. It’s strange, this pregnancy thing. 3 years ago I got pregnant with Rylee (totally unexpected and unplanned) at a time when my health was pretty poor. I had recently been diagnosed with both gluten and dairy allergies after a two year battle with chronic stomach pain. It’s still a wonder my husband asked me to marry him at one of the lowest points in my life…..but I guess that’s how I knew the depths of his love for me. One year after we were married, we were pregnant, and I was scared. I had no idea if I was capable of growing a child in this body I was so convinced was fighting against me. I was pretty underweight to begin with, so my doctor suggested I try to gain around 40 pounds. That number made my eyes pop out of my head, but if that’s what the goal was, I was set on reaching it. Ironically, with each week, my pain grew less and less. I was starving…..ALL the time. So I allowed myself to eat, and often times the foods that I wasn’t supposed to. And as my appetite increased, I soon realized that my “forbidden foods” no longer affected me the way they used to. I tested pizza and breads, yogurt and pasta…..nothing. Food had never tasted, or felt, so good. I call Rylee my miracle baby. Because she was. After struggling with my health for so long, this baby….the one that I was so scared for, the one I was not even certain I was capable of carrying….healed me. In the end I only gained a shocking 18 pounds, far from the doctors orders. But for the first time in a long time, I was able to sense what my body needed, and I listened. It was like a re-set button was pushed. I delivered a healthy 6lb baby and my food allergies were something of the past. Rylee changed my life in every good and perfect way.
Fast forward to this pregnancy and I think my story will look a lot different. Not bad, maybe just a little more “normal”…if there is such a thing in pregnancy. I started at a much more healthy weight, and I’m already steadily gaining. You can’t tell much in clothes, but the bump is definitely fast approaching. Maybe the suggested 30lb weight gain this time around will be a reality! Who knows. I know that even if I gain 60 I’ll still probably be able to fit in this dress….so, there’s a win ;)
I keep bringing myself back to the idea of trust. That I can only control what I can control and the rest is up to God. Letting go of my fears, what if’s and expectations, and instead, looking at this journey with optimism and with faith that everything will be ok. The next time I visit the doctor I will know if this bump is a boy or a girl….two weeks can’t come soon enough.
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